Tag Archives: Botanic Avenue

The Sharp End

The pencils weren’t going to last. Even as she’d bunched them into the pot with their less-desirable, less-prestigious, workaday blue and red cousins, she knew it. They would walk when she was out of the room, borrowed never to be … Continue reading

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Guest Post: ‘Botanic – Rhythm and Blues’ by Micheál Ó Seanáin

He needed to get out. Fast. The news that had he just heard was in the process of melting his brain, cell by cell. His hero had just been smashed into one thousand sick pieces. What the fuck? He thought he might keel … Continue reading

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The Thing that went Bump in the Night

I was asleep in my bedroom under the eaves of the student house in Rugby Road when it happened. My little bed was lifted clean off the floor, the jolt of its return awakening me. My first thoughts were that … Continue reading

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Jammy Dodger

I’d finished Dublin Road and was starting on Donegall Pass, opposite the Police Station. My day hadn’t got off to a great start: some gent had caught us parked on the double yellows outside our office earlier and had passed … Continue reading

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Wifeless

I am waiting outside Botanic Station. I had been in Bangor earlier, playing some music for a charity event in a bar near the seafront. It was hosted by a TV sports journalist with a face made for Widescreen; it was, … Continue reading

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